Oreos are my fav cookies... and Mac's too and soon to be Harm's. ;-) Smuuutty!

Oreos

They were one of the simplest pleasures of life, two chcolate wafers with a sweet creme filling to create Mac's favorite cookie the Oreo.

With many different methods of consumption, Mac had her own way of eating the cookie which began with her splitting the wafers and then licking the cream off of one side. Once the creme was gone she would eat one wafer and then the other only to start the process again.

And she was killing him.

Harm was seated at the opposite end of the sofa attempting to study a case file which was all but forgotten once he spotted her tongue lapping at the creme. It was innocent, really and he supposed she'd been eating an Oreo that way all of her life but, the motion of her tongue and the soft sounds of contentment were making him hot and bothered.

Reading the file in her hand, Mac hadn't noticed his discomfort or that she'd slowed the motion of her tongue as she read a particularly juicy bit of information. "Harm!" She yelped as he grabbed her legs and yanked so that she was lying on her back.

At once his body covered hers and involuntarily her legs parted allowing him to press intimately against her. "I can't just be friends with you anymore, Mac."

She didn't get a chance to speak or interject the fact that she'd been waiting for him to make a move. Mac had been too scared to try or tell him how she felt given the few times he'd shot her down. Harm's mouth covered hers in a kiss that was neither soft or sweet just passionate. Oh so passionate.

Mac tasted of cookies and cream, the scent combining with her body wash for a combination he'd never really been this close to. His length tented inside his jeans as he rocked over her making the rough fabric, the evidence of his arousal rubbed over her clothed sex.

She countered his movements, draping one leg high over his hip and sliding beneath him. Mac grinned against his lips when a low groan sounded at the back of his throat. Her panties were becoming damp, each rub of his bulge over her stimulated the most sensitive areas making her desperate for his unrestricted touch. "I want more than this." Mac said against his ear nipping his lobe with her teeth only to hear him groan again.

Harm felt his own wetness in his boxers and in the want to feel them joined, skin against skin he stopped rubbing against her, stopped kissing her. "Harm? What's wrong?"

He took a ragged breath hoping to slow down his breathing enough to keep his body in check. "Bedroom." He made the word sound so erotic with that thick voice formed by the promise of sex. Without warning he came to his feet and brought Mac along with him.

He was too afraid to atop touching or kissing her knowing that such a moment was a gift he felt he'd lost. For once what he wanted most was in his arms, kissing him back, touching him intimately. Mac wanted him as much as he wanted her and he almost dropped to his knees to thank God.

"No." She stopped him and Harm stared in confusion.

"No?" Didn't she want this?

Her answer came in the form of a mischevious grin as she pushed him onto the sofa. She made wuick work of her tshirt and shorts and then straddled him. "No."

Between kisses, she made quick work of his belt and then the zipper of his jeans. The sound of it slicing open sent a lick of pleasure through them both. Her hand pulled out his erection through the flap of Harm's boxers and deftly began to stroke him. "Damn, Mac."

His hands were caressing her thighs until one slipped in through the side of her panties finding her wet curls. One finger pierced her and then another until Mac was moving over his hand, rocking against his palm. It wasn't enough though, this was all a kind of tease of what she really needed.

Harm raised himself up and pulled down his jeans and boxers in one motion. His erection stood proudly at attention and Mac's hand took him once more while his fingers pulled aside the wet fabric covering her sex.

Slowly she came over him impaling herself on his long, thick staff. The warm, wet softness of her wrapped around his hard strength, gripping like a glove and locking them in a lovers embrace. Neither of them moved, simply stared at each other in shock and awe of the feelings now passing in synchronicity between them.

"Harm?" Her questioning voice was thick with desire and he answered by kissing her softly on the lips.

"Yeah, Mac...I feel it too." And then he kissed her again, his tongue slipping into her welcoming mouth, mating as her lower body moved over him. Mac moved slowly at first, letting her tight core become acostomed to Harm's impressive cock.

It didn't take long until he raised his hips up to her and his hands helped ease Mac up and down his erection. Each time her muscles clamped down around him, she felt Harm grow harder thicker and her body was wonderfully filled by him. Their comingled sounds of pleasure echoed within her apartment walls. The desperate union of bodies and souls releasing pent up passion.

"Harm!" She was riding him again, moving over faster building that exquisite friction that broke like a dam as his fingers stroked her swollen clit. Mac's spams clenched at Harm, locking them together and soon he came inside her, milked by the warm flesh he was sheathed inside.

Her head fell to his shoulder and his arms crushed her against him as they rode out the aftershock after delicious aftershock. Once their heartbeats returned to normal, Mac brought her head up to look at him.

Stormy eyes held her gaze and she could see the desire and adoration in its depths. A hand on the back of her head gently brought her mouth over his for a kiss that was so achingly sweet she thought her heart would burst for this man.

When he shifted beneath her, Mac broke kiss with an audible gasp. Harm was still hard inside her and a subtle motion from her hips made him groan. He stood up then and her legs wrapped around his waist when Harm walked them to her bedroom.

"What are you doing?" Mac asked, hours later after they'd made love a second and third time. After a few minutes of rummaging through her kitchen he sauntered into her bedroom naked and carrying a box of Oreos. Her brow raised quizzically given how enthused he seemed to be.

Harm's answer was a wicked, wicked grin, so so sexy when he grabbed the sheets and pulled to exposed her naked breasts. "I wasn't really an Oreo kinda guy until now." He split the wafers in two and collected some of the cream with his finger dabbling it over one of Mac's erect nipples.

"Oreos really are great cookies, especially when you...ohhh...lick...the...cream." Mac punctuated when his dark head came down to her chest and his warm mouth latched on, dutifully licking the cream off of her.